Page 30 of A Seductive Beauty
“I can ask him to leave if you’d like?”
“No, it’s okay.” Aidan’s body stiffens again, and I look in the direction he’s focused on. Patrick is watching us as he talks on his mobile.
“When do you head back to New York?” Aidan asks him.
“Next week. I’m going to do some exploring around. I need some time to myself.”
“Let me know if you want to get together for dinner before you leave.”
“Thank you.” He walks away and I catch a slight limp in his gait, but he covers it instantly with his next step.
“He’s very nice.”
“He is. He works hard as an advocate for veterans. When I decided to do this, I contacted him and asked him to come help me out.”
“Was he in the military?” I don’t know why I ask because it’s pretty obvious by the way he carries himself.
“U.S. Army. Come, beauty, I’m ready to take you to dinner.”
“Thank goodness! I was worried I was going to waste away.” I chuckle, and he leads me from the gallery and out to the car. I slide in and wait while he talks to Shane.
We pull up to an exclusive restaurant. He leads me inside where we are seated near the back but not by the kitchen. He sits next to me in the same booth, keeping our backs to the wall and facing the entrance. When the waiter approaches, Aidan orders for the both of us. I just sit there knowing he’ll make sure I like what he’s getting and that it’s enough.
I turn slightly while he’s talking to the waiter to observe him. His face already has a thicker scruff, and I know he shaved this morning. His hair is in need of a haircut, but I like it longer. When he kissed me earlier, I wanted to reach up and slide my fingers through it. He took off the tie to his suit in the car and unbuttoned a couple of buttons at his collar. His sparse chest hair is visible and I want to lick and kiss his chest. I squirm in my seat, moving my legs back and forth to get some relief for my throbbing sex. I want this man. I want to give him my virginity and make him my first. His sleeves shift slightly, and I see the edges of his tattoos peeking out. I didn’t know I liked tattoos on a man until I saw him shirtless that first morning in his home. He has a large back piece that is the same as the insignia on his brother’s cut. Celtic knots run down each arm from his shoulders to his wrists. Over his heart is a green-and-black shamrock made up of a Celtic knot with a name and date interwoven through it. I haven’t gotten close enough to see whose name it is, but I have a feeling it’s his mum.
“If you keep looking at me like that, we won’t make it through dinner.” His voice is gruff as his hand traces along my face. “You are the most beautiful woman. You take my breath away. The first time I saw you, I wanted to kill everyone who was looking at you.”
My breath catches at his confession. He’s so controlled and serious. He keeps his feelings buried, but I do realize that with me they are always right on the edge. He appears more out of control with me.
“I wanted to stay in your arms and never leave them,” I confess. The skin around his eyes tenses up and wrinkles slightly as they flare.
“I wish it were that easy,” he says as he looks away across the room. This time I reach up and turn his face toward me. His scruff tickles my hands.
“Why can’t it be?”
“Because I can’t risk your safety. I won’t allow you to become a sacrifice for my business.” He starts to pull away, but I hold him there. He’s stronger and could pull away from me, but he craves my touch as much as I crave his.
“It’s not a sacrifice to be with you. I care about you, and I believe you care for me. I don’t care what you do. What business you’re in. Who you are. I just want to be with you. I care about the fact you protect me and make me feel safe. I want you to be my first.” I whisper the last part.
His breath catches and he looks around before he flags down the waiter.
“To go,” he demands, and stands up and drops some notes on the table. “My driver will be waiting for it.” He reaches for my hand and leads me from the restaurant. “Wait for our food.” He orders Shane and opens the back door.
I slide in and turn, not sure what he wants. He slides in next to me and lifts me up to straddle his lap as the partition rises between us and the front of the car.
“I won’t be gentle. I can’t be. I’ve wanted you too badly. Your body has been pressed to mine for days now and I’ve held back the beast inside me that demands you under me and my cock in your sweet cunt.” His voice is gravelly and causes my core to spasm.
“I want you just the way you are. I want the beast.” My voice is breathless sounding to my ears.
He leans in as he pulls me toward him, and our lips collide. I open immediately, wanting him to consume every part of me. Needing him to breathe life into me. He devours me. His tongue slides across mine as if they are dancing, and I moan. I press my core into him, needing to feel some relief against my clit. The throbbing is so intense that I know the slightest pressure will send me over. He pulls away from my mouth and starts working my neck.
“I’m going to give this little cunt every inch of my hard cock,” he growls against my neck as he licks and sucks it. He bites me and I cry out. I feel the slight suction as he nibbles my neck behind my ear.
My hands slide into his jacket and grip his sides, feeling his muscles and the gun he carries to protect me. I’m turned on knowing he’s armed for my protection. I lean back slightly, keeping my pussy close to his trouser covered cock. I unbutton his shirt and open it, then I lean in and kiss his chest. His head falls back against the seat and he moans.
“Beauty, I love your mouth on me. More.”
I kiss down his chest as I slide off his lap onto the floor. He looks down at me between his spread thighs.
